lush spasms

she captured secret lightning hiding the discharge in mason jars squirrelled away in every nook or cranny

she never did say why she hoarded the crackling forks of purple hued dissonance or where she even got them

but once she kissed me after a bottle of wine and i still have a faint scar on my upper lip from where the shock bit

or she would send images to crackle along my optical nerve through my brain and down my spine in lush spasms

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